"In a city that never slows down, their love moved at its own pace-real, steady, and unbreakable. He saw her worth, she felt his soul, and together, they built something the streets couldn't touch."

𝙪𝙧𝙗𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 | 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 I went silent just resting my thoughts on the idea of loving him. Sighing I lifted my head and decided to tell him how I felt. "I love you TreyVon I really do" I whispered to him putting my hands on his chest. I felt him squeeze my waist and move one hand under my chin. Moving to kiss me he moved down on the bed, mid kiss he pulled away both of us kinda out of breath from this passionate kiss, "I love you" he returned putting his lips back on mine before he flipped us over on the bed and this romantic shit wasn't a normal thing that occurred regularly in my life. And when it did I just prayed that this man would be the love of my life till the day I'm off this planet and he's what kept the peace and sanity running in my life everyday. ━━ ranks; #1 shortstory #1 teenromance #1 hoodlove #1 thuglife #1 teenlove #1 hood #1 unedited #1 blackpeople #1 thuglove #1 blacklove #1 clingy #2 urbanstory #2 urbanfiction #2 hoodlovestory #2 smutmaybe #4 newadult #4 teenlove #7 enemiestolovers #7 urbanfantasy # 8 highschool

"I know from experience that when the time comes ...your heart is gone stop fa' what feel like hours...it's gone feel like your world has came crashing down on you." "But then one day...your world starts to rebuild itself and you thank god that you were even able to love someone that hard anyways" he finished caressing her cheek "you gone be aight." He said nodding bringing her closer to his chest. "I promise" he whispered holding her tighter. "There's a ribbon in the skyyy for our loveee" - Stevie Wonder

"What's Rae short for?" He continued before tossing his friend the keys to his car. When he unlocked it she noticed the matte black Trackhawk was in the same parking lot. "Wouldn't you like to know." She leaned against the door of her car realizing he wasn't ready to wrap up their conversation so quickly. He stood his ground with a smirk tucking both hands into his pockets. "I'm asking." He shrugged, playing off his curiosity. "What's Baby short for?" She returned the question hesitant to give him her name since she didn't know his. "Josiah." He didn't hesitate. The name fit him like a glove. "Raegan." She granted, through her doe eyes. ❃ She wasn't looking for love, neither was he, what they needed was healing, but love has a funny way of forcing itself into the mix. Both self-made and self-sustaining, these young entrepreneur's cursed themselves with tunnel vision for their futures. Raegan and Josiah were perfect strangers until they find their fates intertwined and their souls infatuated. From what was supposed to be a fun night on the town, into a whirlwind of lust, lies, and most importantly, love. Will they run from their undeniable chemistry or let love mend their wilting hearts? PLAYLIST LINK IN BIO!!!!

❛𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆?❜ he asked, voice low like it wasn't meant for nobody but her. 𝒛𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐡 didn't speak, just tilted her head a little and stepped in close. she traced one of the tattoos on his arm, finger light like a whisper...when she finally looked up, slow and lazy, doe eyes glinting beneath her lashes--she kissed the corner of his mouth. once, twice--then pulled back. 𝒐𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 smirked. ❛𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒔𝒐.❜ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ She doesn't speak-not out loud, not anymore. Zariah Hart's been quiet since the night she lost everything, and moving to The Palisade at Skyview Apartments was supposed to give her a fresh start. No expectations. No questions. Just peace. But peace gets complicated when a man like Omarion Jordan starts showing up in it. He's nothing like she expected. Tatted, quiet, with eyes that read people better than they speak. A mechanic with a past he doesn't explain-and a presence that says more than his mouth does. He doesn't ask about her silence. She doesn't flinch at his reputation. Somehow, that's enough. What starts as simple glances turns into shared space. What feels like comfort turns to something neither of them planned for. But Atlanta doesn't forget what people try to bury. And sometimes, the loudest truth is the one you never say out loud. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

Riani, feeling eyes on her Iooked over seeing Kiari staring at her. "Why are you staring." Riani chuckled playing in Kiaris hair. "You're just beautiful." He shrugs still not looking away. "Oh for real." She asked breaking out into a smile and he hummed in response. Riani stares back into Kiari's low redish eyes before smiling and pecking his lips. He grabbed her neck kissing her back, then backing away and running his tongue across his bottom lip as he stared at her some more. "I love you, Riani." He finally got it off his chest. Something that he has been waiting to tell her for the longest.

ʙᴇsᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴀʀᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀs, ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴅʀᴀᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɴᴇs ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ - ᴋᴇʜʟᴀɴɪ

𝙆𝙤𝙞 𝙉𝙤 𝙔𝙤𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: '𝙠𝙤𝙮•𝙣𝙤𝙝•𝙮𝙤•𝙠𝙞𝙣
𝙊𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙣: 𝙅𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙚
𝘿𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: 𝙣., 𝙪𝙥𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚.

"𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧."

(𝐚𝐝𝐣.) 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠; 𝐛𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐱𝐁